Daniel L.
Yelp
This was the first restaurant I returned to for a bidness lunch once things started to open back up for normal (read: not reckless anti-science type) people in the pandemic era. On the ground floor of the muy fancy hotel you get to feel moderately important in case the hotel workers mistake you, a person only here for a bidness lunch, for someone who might be muy fancy enough to actually be staying in the rarefied air at the hotel. Of the many minor but fun Gallagher-type scams you can pull in life if you come from the original south-side of Chicago, Philly, or Boston (not the yuppie gentrified south sides of today) is being accidentally, momentarily mistaken as someone who has more money and is more important than you actually are in life. So if you have nothing else going for you in life, come for a meal at this joint, walk through the hotel lobby, and get accidentally misidentified and treated as your betters, if only momentarily - it will make your day, it did for me.
The actual restaurant indoor is very brewpub chic, tarnished by way too many teevee sets everywhere all tuned to sportsball. Do you mfs not know how to put on a spicy ep of Rick & Morty whilst the gentlesir is eating? Any restaurant polluting the minds and eye holes with that many teevees tuned to that much sportsball is already going to lose a yelp star in my mind.
The waiter was straightforwardly managing to get water and keep it filled. But then came the ordering. The waiter found my request for no tomato and no onion (which I literally can't eat) on my turkey burger to be an unusually wild, bossy, and demanding request. Nobody else is going to look out for my health if someone surreptitiously slips me a piece of tomato, so if customizing my order to be no tomato and no onion makes me a diva, a Karen, or an eldritch terror you hope you don't see again until next Tuesday, I am fine with that. It was just weird having a request for an item customization appear to be such a big deal, like this guy hoed grandpappy's land out back and personally raised these tomatoes on premises from seed to monstrosity.
For a bidness lunch it was nice to have some time to chat and talk bidness, but you will be waiting a good long while for your food here. So do not visit if you are in anything resembling a rush. If you work for yourself or have a yacht where you regularly light cigars with lit $100 bills then you can probably accommodate an extra long lunch at a place such as this. Otherwise, cancel all of your meetings and tell your goldfish you love him since you probably won't see him again for as long a period of time as it took some people on the Oregon Trail (the videogame, not the actual trail trail).
The turkey burger was extremely dry and flavourless in the patty. At $15 for one of the only (or arguably) "healthy" options in this joint it was both disappointing and something I should have expected. The vibe of this place is not going for people who go to a brewpub, order no alcohol, and choose one of the only "healthy" options on the menu. This joint is looking for the people who already have a few beers in their belly and come in here wanting something big and/or greasy, along with more beers.
All two star reviews are not created equal, so this is really a 2.1 rounded down to a 2 because of the low-quality turkey burger and the strange interaction with the waiter. The two stars it is getting are all for the short-lived upgrayedd you get on being treated in life by the hotel staff as you mosey in through the hotel into the resto.